Cousin fierce

This intimacy is psychological.

Wang Xifeng lived with her for a month, and didn't say anything about why she became like this. Maybe it was because she felt disgusted in her heart, or she didn't want to mention it at all.

Xiao Cong didn't have the mood to ask, Wang Xifeng is such a person, people can't beat her, especially when she is forcing herself.

Xiao Cong let her calm down by herself, now seems to be a good time.

"You didn't say anything." Xiao Cong said.

"I didn't say it's because it's vulgar. If I said it, you'd laugh at me." Wang Xifeng showed that exaggerated smile again, like a clown on stage, using red lipstick to paint his mouth into a smile, But there was no smile at all.

"You can talk about it if you want, and you can continue to live here if you don't want to. You can stay as long as you want." Xiao Cong didn't intend to force her.

"You are such a righteous woman. In ancient times, you must be a heroine." Wang Xifeng believes that this woman is more mature than her actual age.

"No, I don't have that kind of life. If I was a prostitute in ancient times, at most I saved the life of a hero with my death. In exchange for a thank you, I died in the end, basically the life of a supporting role. In fact, it's not good. Besides, you really don't want to talk about it?"

"I'll tell you when I want to." Wang Xifeng showed a tired look, and slowly slid down the edge of the bed, into the quilt.

Hiding under the quilt in winter is the most comfortable thing. It is lazy, comfortable and warm, and you can use all the words that make you feel warm in your heart.

She has Xiao Cong by her side.

I wonder if Jia Baoyu is cold?

Jia Baoyu's body was comfortable to hold, and she wanted to hold her and hibernate under the quilt, but there was no chance.

She didn't want Jia Baoyu anymore, so she exiled her in the cold Hangzhou.

This idiot, why is he so stupid.

Xiao Cong heard the choking sound and knew that Wang Xifeng was crying again, so she lit a second cigarette, this time in the mood to breathe slowly.

The injury on Wang Xifeng's body was far more serious than she thought.

Half a month later, Wang Xifeng has grown lazy in her room, and likes to sit in front of the TV and watch soap operas. The TV dramas she likes are even more boring than Xiaocong's, Korean, Taiwanese, TVB, and the plot is clichéd. Beautiful and handsome.

Wang Xifeng was watching TV in front of the sofa, but her soul was not here.

Xiaocong let her go, as long as she still has money to hand over to her.

"You have saved a lot of money, rich old woman." Xiao Cong looked at the passbook, and couldn't believe that this scruffy woman in clothes worth more than 100 yuan actually had hundreds of thousands of deposits.

"The money I have worked hard all my life seems to be waiting to support me today." The first thing she did when she arrived in Hangzhou by taxi was to take the money with her. She packed her luggage and came here without much belongings, but the money Absolutely no less.

She took the money to get on the high-speed train from Hangzhou to Shanghai, and she figured it out on the train. She doesn't need anyone now, and she needs time to escape.

Avoid that Jia Baoyu who made her see his weak side, and that paranoid self.

"I also like money. I keep every sum of money in the bank. As long as that bank doesn't close down, I can rely on it. They say I don't feel safe. You are more insecure than me." Xiao Cong took out another Cigarettes, Wang Xifeng saw that she could not quit for a while.

"Maybe." Wang Xifeng took back the red passbook, and she remembered the rows of numbers on it, how much money was deposited and how much was withdrawn.

Her understanding of money is deeper than that of people, perhaps because she said that she has no sense of security.

What can provide for the elderly, except sons and daughters is money.

Sons and daughters are not reliable, and she has no offspring, so only money is left.

Jia Baoyu is not included in her pension insurance, maybe she didn't trust Jia Baoyu at the beginning.If she believed in her, she wouldn't be so dependent on things like money.

Facts have proved that her choice was correct.

Now the money has come in handy, allowing her to survive well in Shanghai. She has been raised for so long with food and clothing, just like a vacation.

The mood needs to be settled. After the precipitation, we will look at who is right and who is wrong, and choose to forgive and forgive.

Wang Xifeng rested her chin on her knees. This posture is the most comfortable for watching TV.

"It's been two months, how are the people over there?" Xiao Cong was very curious about her other half, the poor woman far away in the wet and cold Hangzhou. According to the calls Wang Xifeng received, they all said that she is now Half of the soul is gone.Wang Xifeng just cried after answering the phone, but now she became more and more calm, and she became cruel and indifferent to that person.

"I won't be able to die for a while." Wang Xifeng said coldly.

"It's so miserable, she was unlucky to meet such a cruel woman like you in eight lifetimes." Xiao Cong said with a smile, not serious at all.

Wang Xifeng turned his head over, with dark eyes, and said: "I am the unlucky one, and she is the cruel one. Don't make mistakes."

"At least in front of me, you are not distraught." Xiao Cong shrugged.

Is it grief to cry to the death?Wang Xifeng laughed in his heart.

He sat up and began to undress in front of Xiao Cong.